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    Treasures of the Soul
    Treasures of the Soul
    Treasures of the Soul
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    Treasures of the Soul

    By Thandi Makhubela

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    This story is about a little girl with exceptional
    intelligence and strong psychic powers she sees
    what ordinary people cannot see and is frequented by
    angels. On one occasion the angels lead her to a remote
    area somewhere in Africa and they show her both the
    location and an ancient, magnificent object of Biblical
    mysteries. The object is still sought after to this day.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris UK
    Release dateFeb 16, 2011
    ISBN9781456870010
    Treasures of the Soul
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    Thandi Makhubela

    Born in 1954 in Lady Selbourne north of Pretoria, the family, like many others was forcefully relocated to an area west of Pretoria where she attended her primary schooling. She was then sent to a boarding school for secondary education. She has a degree in Communication and Sociology; a post Graduate Diploma in Marketing Management, Strategic planning and Management, and Advertising Management. She saw a need to contribute towards the education of adults and 14 years ago, did a Certificate in Adult education. She taught English and Commercial subjects at senior level until at the end of 2009. From 1988, she managed her own business until the recession of 2008 left her with no option but to suspend operations. When not writing, she enjoys gardening, reading, cooking, painting, listening to music and creating clothes. She is married to her husband of 36 years and resides in Soshanguve, a location north of Pretoria. They have two grown children living elsewhere.

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      Treasures of the Soul - Thandi Makhubela

      Copyright © 2011 by Thandi Makhubela.

      Library of Congress Control Number:       2011902436

      ISBN:         Hardcover                               978-1-4568-7000-3

                         Softcover                                 978-1-4568-6999-1

                         Ebook                                      978-1-4568-7001-0

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

      This book was printed in the United States of America.

      To order additional copies of this book, contact:

      Xlibris Corporation

      0-800-644-6988

      www.xlibrispublishing.co.uk

      Orders@xlibrispublishing.co.uk

      301560

      Contents

      Preface

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Dedication

      This book is dedicated first and foremost to my first granddaughter who kept me company and innocently and quietly inspired me throughout.

      And to my husband whose patience for my long hours on the computer made it possible for me to finish my work of art.

      Also to my wonderful son and beautiful daughter for their unfailing support that strengthened me through life’s rough patches.

      Preface

      This book is about a twelve-year-old girl endowed with exceptional qualities much to the dismay of most people who see her as threatening their existence.

      She has unusual learning abilities that put her at the top of her class throughout her schooling days. All that changed when her teacher discovers ‘something’ that she thought of as ‘odd’, and the child’s schooling environment becomes unpleasant.

      Ever since she was born, she has been psychic and ‘sees’ things that other people do not see. At one point in her life, she is led by angels to a remote area somewhere in rural Africa where she is shown the location of a much sought-after ancient and treasured biblical object. There are many ‘hunters’ who will not tire and are still searching for the whereabouts and existence of such an object of great awe and wonderment.

      You are invited to journey with her throughout and discover for yourselves the beauty of life through her experiences.

      Chapter 1

      Life itself is a betrayer.

      To most people, an entire life is spent in search of something that may never be found. So much conflicting information pass through us that we hardly pause to digest it. I mean yes, we do at times pause to digest the information and end up more confused, if only we could stop our brains and minds, at least temporarily. I have stopped the search for right or wrong. I have abruptly halted the search for answers regarding life and death. The truth is that I know the truth. My truth! The truth is within me. I see no reason to brainstorm the collective minds of the universe just so as to trust my inner voice. All of us know the truth about life, if only we would trust what we hear and feel deep inside of ourselves! The truth is embedded inside and not outside of ourselves. My truth may not necessarily be your truth. Your truth may be unique to you. Believe in it! Why doubt your truth? No external body will give you the truth. It is their truth! The wrongs of others may be the rights to you. You see, ever since we are born, socialisation of the individual kicks off. All ‘significant others’—the parents, teachers, friends, communities, societies, and everybody—assume that they all know everything better than the individual. This becomes even more complicated in societies that believe in the notion that all people are inherently born ‘sinners’, for the ‘sinner’ must then be ‘rehabilitated’. This ‘rehabilitation’ process does not allow for ‘differences’ in individuals. People end up being the same—even thinking alike and yearning for the same things in life. If you yearn for something different, you run the risk of being labelled as odd and may spend a lonely existence.

      You just have to look around you to see how most people are gripped in fear. Fear of what? The human race, of course! We fear the very people who ‘socialised’ us. We fear the same people who promise to ‘rehabilitate’ us and ‘correct’ our ‘wrongs’ into ‘rights’. The human race is instilling fear of huge proportions into the minds and lives of their young ones. Gone are the carefree days when it was acceptable to receive directions from a total stranger or accommodate a hungry stranger overnight. This constitutes fear! The human race is a race gripped in fear: we literally speak with people behind bars, our own bars—high and spiky fences, electric fences, unsightly burglar bars around any opening in our homes, and sophisticated and exorbitant alarm systems that are even more expensive to maintain. But despite all of these, the fear is unabated, and we are even more fearful, instead of being peaceful and calm. Children do not expect the people who promise to ‘rehabilitate’ them to actually instil so much fear in them. There are so many ‘don’ts’ and very few do’s that the individual child is left confused, mindless, and soulless.

      But who exactly has ‘sure’ knowledge about life, except the individual child? This reminds me of a time, twelve years ago, when I was about ten months old. My speech was not fully developed then, and nobody could understand what I was desperately trying in vain to communicate to them. I made a concerted effort never to ‘forget’. I still make the effort never to forget who I am.

      No ‘significant other’ will be successful in ‘rehabilitating’ me. I know why I am here on this beautiful planet. I know the mission entrusted in me. The mission, although not complex or burdensome for me, may be difficult to execute through the interference of the ‘rehabilitators’.

      My infancy was a breeze! Ask those surrounding me, and you may understand why. A few minutes after I was born, I immediately took to my mother’s breast without coaxing. Nobody taught me how to suckle. Crying? Never! Not me! Why the need to cry? My soul selected the best parents! The sort of parents who will make my soul’s mission easier to be accomplished and fulfilled! So there was no need to cry. No colicky days, ever. Very few babies, if there are any, would not only eat but enjoy heartily spinach, broccoli, cauliflower, cucumber, lettuce, and so on. During the many times I would spend at my granny’s house, she would wake up at the crack of dawn to prepare food for the day. How I loved her freshly made popcorn and freshly squeezed orange juice! No food was ever forced on me. I needed to be strong. I knew and remembered my mission. It is not my mission to give anybody here on earth a hard time. All I needed and will forever need is love. Love of my self, my soul, and everything and everybody in life. Yes, even love of plants and animals, without which the beauty of life would be forever eroded.

      Ever read in any books where it is mentioned that at birth, or even shortly after birth, infants are made to literally forget where they are from and what their purpose on earth will be? In other words, life becomes a puzzle, and you spend an entire lifetime trying to put the pieces together. And how many

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